ita, best of luck on the job leads!!
You guys, how does one do a job search from across the country? We are looking to relocate to the southeast and I've sent a ton of resumes, asked everyone I know in the area to assist and I've gotten nothing. Someone suggested I change my address on my resume (I could use my parents' address in SC), but isn't that kind of shady? What happens when they want me to come on over for an interview? Sigh.
Glam, contact me at wordslingeuse@gmail.com, and I can help with suggestions. We are looking to make a cross-country move, and I'm totally taking over my husband's search, since I'm only going to do freelance stuff until we are ACTUALLY moved.
Man, you guys, I just talked to my chatterbox dad for like an hour. He was NOT tripping balls on pain meds, so it was an entertaining conversation, in which I found out he's all in favor of gay marriage. MIND BLOWN. (He's kind of regressive and tends towards small-minded redneck ways, to my chagrin.) But he was all, "What does it harm anyone if 2 guys want to get married? As long as they don't force me to marry someone gay, then I don't care!"
I said, "Dad, you know that's not how gay people operate, right?" And he said, "Oh, I just don't want to ever get married again, is all."
Well dang, Dad. Right on. He is also in favor of legalizing pot, and thinks that any politician who wants to be president should be disqualified from running, because wanting to run for president proves they're clinically insane. (I *think* he's joking on that last one, but I'm not sure.)
He's also not worried about Ebola because, and I quote, "I'm not touching strange poop!" I like that he qualified *strange* poop. Thanks, Dad.
So now I have met my parents' estate planner and know where they keep the wills and trust documents. That was interesting. In short, they appear to have sensible plans that I should be able to execute when the time comes.
And my dad told me he is leaving me his grandfather's sword, and I'd better take care of it or he will haunt me. So that's good, because I had the impression that sword was lost.
So now I have met my parents' estate planner and know where they keep the wills and trust documents.
Ack, I really need to do that.
I am so relieved that they are being totally responsible and just getting this shit done AND keeping me informed of the parts I need to know. Truly grateful.
My mom and dad had it done a few years back. My sister is the executor, and we get a 60(her/40(me)split of the estate, which I am FINE with, because she lives at home and helps a lot, and also because my folks have helped me more than her financially through the years.
And we get along fine, so it will entail no family clusterfucks.
I'm going to a memorial for my dad's best friend in a couple of weeks and I'm going to take that opportunity to ask him what his plans are. I'm sure he has discussed them with his wife, but I have no idea what his wants would be.
My sister has made me executor of her will and I don't want to do it, but her kids would lose their minds so I have to. I can only hope she doesn't die, ever. Because I love her and stuff, but also so I don't have to.
